She looked at me and said
"I'm just waiting
To be happy again,
But I don't think I know
What happy is"
She started to cry
And pleaded
"Can you help me,
Can you find me some hope..."
And behind her
He began to sing
In his best falsetto
"I'm so hot for you
I'm hot up inside
I'm hot down inside
I'm hot all around
Across my neck
I'm hot down my back..."
And he smiled
Not knowing he'd missed
Every note

"The voices are telling me
They are gonna kill me"

"I just want to hurt somebody,
I want them to know my pain"

"I just want somebody to
Love me..."

The fabric of our
Everyday lives
Is so easily worn thin
The threads are exposed
And the patterns
Become misshapen
And sometimes
Unwanted things
Crawl out from behind
Things that were never meant
To see the light of day
The secret pains
The rape and violence
The fear and death
We thought we controlled
Our neighbors pass us by
No longer the same
And we've no choice
But to try tie the threads
Back again...

"It's never quite the same,"
She said,
"And you know that..."
Her eyes said everything else
That needed to be said.